"A Sort of Homecoming" lyrics

"A Sort of Homecoming"

And you know it's time to go
Through the sleet and driving snow
Across the fields of mourning lights in the distance
And you hunger for the time
Time to heal, desire time
And your earth moves beneath your own dream landscape

Oh, oh, on borderland, we run
I'll be there, I'll be there tonight
A high road, a high road out of here

The city walls are all come down
The dust, a smoke screen all around
See faces ploughed like fields that once gave no resistance
And we live by the side of the road
On the side of a hill as the valley explodes
Dislocated, suffocated, the land grows weary of it's own

Oh, com-away, oh, com-away, oh, com, oh, com-away, I say I
Oh, com-away, oh, com-away, oh, com, oh, com-away, I say I

Oh, oh, on borderland, we run
And still we run, we run and don't look back
I'll be there, I'll be there tonight, tonight

I'll be there tonight, I believe
I'll be there so high
I'll be there tonight, tonight

Oh, com-away, oh, com-away, oh, com, oh, com-away, I say I

The wind will crack in winter time
Bomb-blast lightning waltz
No spoken words, just a scream

Tonight, we'll build a bridge across the sea and land
See the sky, the burning rain
She will die and live again
Tonight, tonight

And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning to a light that's in the distance
Oh, don't sorrow, no, don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home, I am coming home


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